A bunch of writers in a workshop and a murder. Is one among them the murderer? Read on to know more... We stood there in the room, awkwardly. We threw each other knowing glances through hooded eyes. Silence hung heavier than suspicion. What? How can you look at me? I arrived at the same time as the police! I glared at one of the guests I was meeting for the first time. I was tempted to ask him his name. But something told me not to. Wouldn’t look good if I were to get pally with the murderer, no!...
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Piyusha Vir
Member Since: 08 Apr, 2016
Piyusha Vir is a writer, blogger, workshop facilitator and a CELTA-certified English Language teacher. Her writings on various platforms like Sheroes, LBB Delhi, Readomania, Momspresso and Womens Web have won her many accolades and appreciation. Sh...
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